Disclaimer: I do not own any Gundam Wing characters, except maybe Quatre…Really…I do! Okay so I don't. I do however own Wufei's red dress; Trowas silver shoes and Quatre's hairclips, although they look better on the boys then they do on me sweatdrops
Er…maybe it would be best if you just read the story.
Heero's fingers flew across the keyboard, all his attention focused on his computer. He knew Duo was messing around in the room behind him, but until he became a threat Heero did not plan to give him any attention. He looked at his new message.
"Hn." He said aloud not allowing his surprise to show on his face. Duo looked over suspiciously.
"Hn What?" Heero turned, annoyed at the interruption.
"We have a mission." He turned his attention back to the message.
"Mission Accepted." He told the screen.
Quatre Reberba Winner smiled broadly, as he held up both dresses.
"I think the green one looks best on you Trowa." He told the boy seriously. Trowa glared. Heero glared. Wufei glared. Duo smiled,
"You know Q, I agree." He held up the pink and purple dresses, "So, which one looks best on me?" Heero glared some more.
"The purple one, Baka!" He told Duo, "Pink is definitely not your colour." Duo grinned, "Thanks He-chan!" Heero glared,
"How many times do I have to tell you not to call me that." Duo sweatdropped.
Quatre grabbed a bright green scrunchie out of his bag and turned to stare critically at Trowa. "Right." He said, and pulled Trowas unibang into a ponytail. "You look beautiful Trowa. A bit of make-up and you're all ready to go." Heero stared at Quatre,
"When did you become a fashion consultant for cross-dressers Quatre?" Quatre shrugged,
"I have 29 sisters…" Everyone stared disbelievingly, "Okay, so Trowa and I have done this before." Wufei shuddered,
"I don't want to hear about it. How could you dress like a woman? Women are weak and incapable of fighting!" Trowa merely glared.
Quatre brightened considerably. "You know 'Fei, you'd look really cute in red. Red Silk!" He looked as if he'd had a revelation. "Wait here!" He dashed into his room, where he evidently had a stash of dresses. He held the short, red, silk dress up to Wufei and smiled, "Just as I suspected." He thrust it towards the boy. "Try it on." Wufei stared at him in shock, and numbly took the dress.
Quatre turned back to Duo, and then paused with a look of awe on his face. "Wow Duo, you look…" Quatre trailed off.
"Beautiful." Heero finished.
"You know maybe you should wear your hair loose," Quatre said. Duo glared,
"No! The braid stays." Duo told him. Quatre sweatdropped,
"Of course Duo." He said and stared at him critically, "I think you need breasts."
"Excuse me!?!" Duo started.
"Breasts Duo, you know, those things girls have. You need some." He handed him some water balloons, "Go fill these up. I'll find you a bra." Duo took the balloons and left to fill them up. In the door Wufei paused dramatically, and cleared his throat. Everyone in the room turned to look at him. Quatre breathed out slowly, "Wow 'Fei" he managed, unable to take his eyes off the vision in red silk. Wufei broke the spell by plucking at the dress,
"This stupid material clings. How is a person supposed to fight in it." Duo with a water balloon in each hand snickered loudly at the sight of an angry Wufei in a red dress. He leaned over and tugged Wufei's hair out of its band, "Girls don't wear their hair all gelled back Wu-chan" Wufei glared at him,
"My hair is not gelled!" He swung his head from side to side to prove the absence of gel. Duo looked shocked,
"Wow! It isn't gelled! Hn. Who would have guessed?" Quatre smiled at both boys with a bra in each hand. He gave the padded red velvet to Wufei, and a lacy black bra to Duo.
"Wow, this looks like one of Hil-" Duo broke off abruptly, and went a little pink. "Why is everyone looking at me? I'm not the only one who's ever seen a bra before. I mean Quatre's the one supplying us with the bra's." Quatre also flushed slightly pink.
"I think we need shoes now." Quatre told them, and dashed out of the room looking slightly embarrassed.
Trowa stared down at the silver heels in shock. "They're my sisters." Quatre told him. He handed another pair of black strappy heels to Duo. Duo grinned,
"Wow, these are really nice. Are these your sisters as well?" Quatre blushed,
"Uh, no. They're mine actually." Duo analysed the shoes again,
"Well they're still nice. You don't suppose I could have these do you?" Quatre shrugged. "I don't see why not."
Duo grinned, "Thanks Q, I knew I could count on you." Quatre smiled, and pushed the last pair of shoes into Wufei's hands.
"Put these on Wufei." Wufei glared, and sat unceremoniously on the ground, and pulled on the high-heeled red silk covered shoes. He stood and strode forward angrily. His foot twisted in the shoe and Wufei let out a loud string of curses in Chinese. Duo laughed, "You have to walk like a lady Wu-chan." Wufei winced, "Just shut up Maxwell." He warned. "Just shut up."
Quatre helped Wufei into a seat. "Duo, get Wufei some breasts, and help him put them into his bra." Wufei spluttered loudly, but was ignored by everyone.
Iria knocked on the door, and walked in. She stared at Trowa in shock. "He looks better in my dress then I do!" She managed. Quatre patted her back soothingly. "It's okay Iria." He told her.
Iria nodded. "I better go and let you boys," She paused looking at the boys, "finish dressing up." She smiled at Quatre and left the room.
Duo came in with another four water balloons juggling them awkwardly. He threw two to Trowa, and handed the other two to Wufei, who looked far from grateful. Duo pushed both balloons into Wufei's bra; "It's not that hard to do Wu-chan. Now, don't you feel like a woman?" Wufei tried to stand,
"Kisama!" He yelled. Duo darted out of reach and began to sing,
"I feel like a woman…"
"Shut up, both of you." Heero said angrily. Duo stopped singing instantly. "Where's Quatre?" He asked.
Quatre stepped into the room, clipping silver heart shaped clips into his hair and carrying a short, black leather two piece dress. He handed the dress to Heero. "Here you are Heero. I saw this, and thought you. Try it on." He urged. Heero looked at the leather doubtfully. Duo grinned. "Leather. Mmmm. Sexy."
Quatre grinned, "Oh, and before I forget, here are your shoes." He handed Heero a pair of thigh high leather boots. Heero gathered up the clothes and nearly ran out of the room. Quatre gave a little twirl in the middle of the room.
"What do you guys think?" Duo stared critically,
"I think your breasts are wrong." Quatres eyes widened
"How do you know?" Duo laughed,
"I'm an expert on breasts Quatre. I spent many years of my life studying them."
Quatre swallowed awkwardly. "Okay." Duo played with the water balloons and dress for a moment then stepped back. "Yup. Looks good." He grinned. Quatre looked down at his baby blue dancing dress and smiled. "This does look good." He pulled on his white dancing shoes and smiled.
Heero walked into the room glaring. "What'sa matter Heero?" Duo asked grinning. Heero glared some more. "Do you know how hard it is to find a good place to keep a gun in this dress?" Duo stared at the skin tight leather dress,
"So where is it?" He asked
Heero smirked evilly, "I could tell you, but then I'd have to kill you."
"Er…On second thoughts I'm really not that interested in where you keep your gun." Duo assured Heero. Heero smirked.
"I think we'll need someone to help us with make-up." Quatre said looking at the other pilots. "I'm going to go see if any of my sisters will help."
Quatre left the room and Duo collapsed laughing. "You guys, look like, girls!" He managed through his laughter. The other three pilots advanced on him. Duo shrank back, "Hey guys! I was kidding!" Heero slammed his fist into his palm. Duo stood. "Hey guys! You wouldn't hit a lady?" He said. Heero smirked evilly, "I don't consider you a lady Maxwell."
Quatre darted into the room, "Heero, Trowa, Wufei, please. The dress is very expensive and requires dry cleaning. Could you wait until after the mission to beat Duo up!" Duo smiled weakly,
"Er, thanks Q-chan… I think." Quatre nodded.
"Hn. Purple eye shadow, burgundy lip stick, and mascara." He said absently. He dumped a pile of make-up into Duos lap and beckoned a girl over, "Hey Arin, could you do me a favour and make up my friend for me." The girl nodded, "As you wish, Master Quatre."
The 20 odd female servants crowded into the room, followed by a couple of Quatre's sisters. "We need to look like women. For an infiltration into a party." "Quatre!" Wufei snapped, "The mission is supposed to be secret." The girl's attentions were snapped to Wufei. "Look at his legs! They'll have to be waxed, ne?" Sophy inquired. The other girls nodded.
Wufei's eyes widened as one of the girls started plying wax onto his legs, "Onna! What are you doing?" He snapped.
"Waxing. Wow you know you have really nice legs. You should wax them more often." She told him.
"I demand you stop this at- YEOOOOOW" Wufei broke into a cry as the girl ripped the wax off his leg. "This is injustice! You cannot do this to me!"
The girl pushed him down and grabbed the other strip. This time Wufei refrained from crying out but his eyes continued to blaze. Wufei was almost ready to kill the girl, until he realised that he was far better off then Duo. Duo was pinned to the bed, with one girl on his chest, one on his stomach, his dress up around his hips, and another girl attempting to wax his bikini line.
Wufei noticed Quatre and Trowa were suspiciously wax free. "Why aren't you two getting the treatment?" He asked roughly.
Quatre ran his hand along his leg. "I waxed a couple of days ago." He told Wufei whose eyes widened in disbelief.
"And Trowa?"
"…" Trowa told him…or rather didn't tell him.
"He shaves." Quatre told him smiling sunnily, "Nice and smooth."
Wufei felt his hand being caught. A voice scolded him, "When was the last time you had a manicure?" Wufei started,
"Er…Never." He glanced over at Heero. A mob of perhaps 15 girls surrounded him. Heero sat through their attentions his face stoic. Wufei sighed; wondering how long it would be before Heero pulled his gun on them. Wufei closed his eyes and tried to meditate. He ignored the tittering girls, and the fact that he could feel someone brushing powder on his face. He ignored Duo's outraged cries, the braided baka was complaining about having his eyebrows plucked. Thinking of plucking eyebrows, Dorothy Catalonia could definitely do with having her eyebrows plucked. There was a sharp pain just above his eye and Wufei found himself unable to continue meditating. He found himself staring down the top of an extremely well endowed female servant. "Onna!" He yelled, "Move your…your…your breasts out of my face!" Duo looked over eyes wide, "You've got a perfect view down her top and you want her to move. What are you a…" There was the sound of a ringing slap and Duo's cry of dismay, Wufei jumped as the girl plucked another hair from his eyebrow. "You have nicely shaped eyebrows." She told him. Wufei glared, "Woman, if you touch my eyebrows again…" The woman backed away and held up a mirror. The face of a modest, but very attractive Chinese girl stared back at him. Wufei ripped his eyes away, trying to summon up an angry tone, "Onna! What have you done to me?" The girl darted away smiling,
"You'll pass."
Duo picked up the bottle; perfume. It smelt like…Jelly babies. Mmm, Yummy. He looked at the label: Baby Doll; he had to get Hilde some of this. She'd love it! He rubbed the glossy clear lip-gloss on his lips with his finger. It was supposed to be jellybean flavour. Duo licked his lips. The girl leaned over and brushed mascara onto his eyelashes and then beamed. "I'm finished here. You look great Duo." Duo gave his trademark grin,
"Thanks to you babe."
Heero pulled the silver belt down so it sat snugly just above his hips. His over done jewellery clinked as he moved. He tried to ignore the fact that he had blond hair and hair extensions. It would make stealth impossible, but still, there was always hair dye. And he could grow the peroxide out. The leather top chafed, but Heero 'Perfect Soldier' Yuy ignored it. He tried to ignore the fact that he was covered in glitter make-up, and looked like Madonna. He tried to ignore Quatre and Trowa who were doing something extremely suss in a dark corner. And he tried to ignore Duo who was dancing around, again singing about feeling like a woman. He failed miserably. Duo didn't only feel like a woman, he looked like one too, and a exceedingly attractive one. Heero pulled out his laptop. That was it. There was only one thing to do: Play Minesweeper.
Trowa finally managed to hook Quatre's garter up. Why did girls have to make everything so difficult. Quatre smiled sunnily and thanked him. Trowa rubbed his lips together. He couldn't help feeling the lipstick was to bright, despite the fact that Quatre had said just two minutes ago that the lipstick made his lips look kissable. It felt strange to think that once upon a time Quatre hadn't been his best friend, and there had been no one with kind words and compliments. Trowa gathered the boy in his arms. "Thank You Quatre."
"For what?" The boy looked pleased but puzzled.
"For being a friend. Just for being a friend."
Quatre brushed his lips across Trowas cheek, "I love you too Trowa. You'll always be my best friend."
The girls swept out of the room, leaving 5 boys who looked more like girls. Quatre and Trowa came out of their corner. Heero shut down his game and wished futilely that leather wasn't so tight. Duo came down from the sugar high noone had realised he was on. Wufei finally stopped muttering about the injustice of being forced into a dress, and Quatre smiled brightly and looked at his watch. "Okay, it's 1900 hours. Let's go."
TBC
Next chapter: Wufei gets kissed by a lesbian and considers a sex change. Heero's new hair colour gains him a love interest, though not the love interest he really wants. Quatre finds out blonds really do have all the fun, and Duo and Trowa steal a dance: Aw, which poor babies are they trying to make jealous?
"I don't know Japanese, I wish I did, because then I would be able to understand my friend Ken when he starts calling me names in Japanese. Meanie :p
Is it just me or does everyone think Wufei would look good in Red silk? grins
I got this idea from an actual incident, when a girl in my class lent her dress to one of the guys she nearly fainted when she realised he looked better in it then she did. He had REALLY nice legs, hate the guy, wish I had his legs!
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